Love To Behold

by Sammie Ward

Overview

Bridal consultant , Valencia Hill has never planned her own wedding. When one of her clients invites her to a party, she is introduced as , professional baseball player, Michael Gomez's girlfriend. Though it's not true, Valencia can't deny her attraction and wouldn't mind making the revelation true, but Michael Gomez has a past of not being able to settle down with one woman, can she be the one?

Product Details

BN ID:	2940011090790
Publisher:	Lady Leo Publishing
Publication date:	08/25/2010
Series:	Love Storm
Sold by:	Smashwords
Format:	eBook
File size:	167 KB

About the Author

Sammie Ward is an Author/Writer/ Publisher who was born and raised in North Little Rock, Arkansas, and now residing in Maryland. She began writing Confessions short stories on the advice of a friend. Since then, she has written over sixty short stories, six novels, and one novella. She's published in fiction and nonfiction. She's also the Founder of Lady Leo Publishing. You can visit her website at:https://www.lady-leo-publishing.com/. She loves to hear from fans. Drop her an email at:[e-mail]. ((SMOOCHES))

Read an Excerpt

When she pulled out the key, he caught her hand in his. "Here, let me do that," he offered. The mere touch of his hand sent a warming shiver through her.  He unlocked the door and handed her back the key.

           Valencia stared at him for a long minute. It had been ages since a man accompanied her home. She wasn’t sure what to do. From the intensity in Michael’s eyes, she knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to kiss her again. She remembered the feel of his lips interacting with hers. She wasn’t in control of that situation, but this was on her terms. She wasn’t about to let Michael kiss her good night.

"I better get inside," she said after a long breath, crossing the threshold into the foyer.
"You never answered my question," he reminded her, not ready to let her end the night.
Valencia turned to face him. "Which one?"
"Will you have dinner with me?"
She angled her head to the side. "Can I call you?"

           He gave her a gentle smile. "All right, we’ll do it your way." Michael reached in his back pocket, pulled out his wallet, took out a piece of paper, and wrote his number on it. "Don’t just take my number and not use it. If I don’t hear from you, Valencia Hill, I will show up at your place of business." Michael grinned, boldly taking Valencia’s hand in his. "Good night."

           Without another word, he turned and strolled away. He opened the car door, sliding behind the wheel. Before he started the engine, he looked back at the house. She had gotten to him. No woman had ever done that.